Chapter 83 [Jianyuan Dan]

"I have no way out at all?" Lin Feng muttered to himself. Then he sat on the ground silently, holding his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He subconsciously held his head and grasped his hair tightly, holding it very hard.

After a few minutes, Lin Feng slowly stood up with a bitter smile on the corners of his mouth: "Yes, I have no way out at all. But I never knew it. Every time I meet a slightly stronger enemy, I have a trace of luck and a trace of slackness in my heart. It's okay. There are illusions and heaven. They are so capable. How can they watch me die?

"Then I won't fight hard every time. It's a desperate thing but not desperate. How can you explode all your strength? How can you squeeze your instincts? How can you grow your strength so fast? The bitter smile on Lin Feng's face became stronger and stronger.

With a faint sigh, Lin Feng looked at the illusion and said, "God is right, I'm a waste. I'm sorry that I disappointed you before. But from today on, I will forget you and the sky when fighting, just like you are not at my sea of knowledge at all. Like others, I have no cards, no backup, just a lonely person.

"Good! This is Lin Feng, and this is the lifeless madman I know. He looked at Lin Feng with admiration and praised him.

"..." Lin Feng is speechless. Lin Feng is speechless. Is there such a praise? You are the madman.

"But!" Lin Feng's impassioned words sank in an instant. He looked at the illusion and begged: "Dear illusion, great illusion, the illusion of Yushu in the wind, is there any solution to my injury?"

"..." The illusion is also speechless. He looked at Lin Feng with a flattering face and said depressedly, "I know that dogs can't change eating shit. As soon as I praised you, you leaked your original shape."

"Great supreme, wise god martial arts, handsome and handsome people love flowers and flowers bloom three times of invincible hands fighting all over the world!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and looked at Huan, but the smile on his face became sweeter and sweeter. He looked at Huan gently and said softly, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Well..." Looking at Lin Feng with a sweet smile, he felt a coldness from the bottom of his heart, and then quickly spread to every cell of his body.

"Let me think about this." Huan Gan laughed a few times, frowned and thought for a long time, and finally showed a smile on his face. He took a gentle breath and looked at Lin Feng proudly.

"Quickly!" Lin Feng looked at the hateful expression, and finally used up the hard-earned patience. He looked at the hatred viciously and said, "If you dare to sell the barrier again, hum, you know!"

"All right, all right." Fantasy has seen the fat monsters flying away from their eyes and never looking back. Some Ai Ai said, "As far as I know, there is an elixir that can be used."

"What?" Lin Feng was overjoyed.

"[Jianyuan Dan]." Huan said hesitantly, "I heard my master say that he had previously refined this elixir for people in the world. That person was almost injured, just like the injury you suffered, but in the end, he recovered after taking this Dan.

"Really?" Lin Feng was even more happy: "In this case, please give me the medicinal herbs as soon as possible, and I will open it as soon as possible!"

"But." Huan bit his lip: "[Jianyuan Dan] I just heard the master mention it. Although I have a prescription, I don't know how to refine it. Moreover, there is a very rare medicinal material in it, which is almost impossible to find.

"There is a refining method [Danjing] on it. If we can't refine it at one time, we will try a few more times." Lin Feng frowned: "As for the medicinal herbs you mentioned, as you said before, there is now a trading system in the human world, which is very convenient to find things."

"Okay." The fantasy is also: "The elixir belongs to the fourth grade. Take your time to find it yourself. Find all the medicinal materials as soon as possible.

"Yes, yes, find all the medicinal materials and refine the elixir as soon as possible." Lin Feng muttered to himself, "Today is September 15th. There is only one month left from five years. I hope I can catch up."

"The name of that medicinal herb is Sword Eater. Take care of yourself." He patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and walked away.

"Sword-eating grass?" Lin Feng touched his nose and said, "What a strange name!"

Quietly consult all the information about [Jianyuan Dan] on [Danjing]. Lin Feng firmly remembered them, and then his consciousness turned around in the meridians. Looking at the still dilapidated meridians and the empty sea of gas, Lin Feng smiled bitterly.

"What a tragedy! It was not easy to realize the pull of the four grades of swordsman, but there was nothing left at once. Lin Feng looked at the strong and undestroyed black hole in the sea of anger and curled his lips disdainfully: "As for you, what's the use of being so powerful and black?"

"I don't know which hero of the Star City Water Family is?" Thinking of those waves patting the shore, lingering gentleness, or the vast water sword, Lin Feng's heart was even more puzzled: "How could he know me? How did you find the back mountain to block me? Why did you let me go at the last moment? Is it just to destroy me? Or because of the shallowness?

"It's so annoying!" Lin Feng couldn't help moaning in pain and rubbing his swollen and painful head because of too many doubts. He couldn't help shouting angrily, "Who can tell me why all this?"

Exiting the sea of knowledge, Lin Feng lay ** staring at the ceiling above his head. The gentle moonlight quietly sprinkled on Lin Feng's body through the window. The snails outside the window squeaked annoyingly, and occasionally there was a dull cry of nightbirds. Further away, you could faintly hear the low or violent or sad calls of bisons and wild sheep and other unknown animals. Listening, Lin Feng, who was very tired physically and mentally, snored.

September 16, 998. Lin Feng woke up on time. Just as he was about to come down from ** for daily exercise, there was a strong protest from his right leg. The tingling drove away Lin Feng's only remaining sleepiness and then occupied his brain.

"Don't do this..." Lin Feng looked at his right leg with a bitter smile. Sitting up and getting dressed, limping and moving his feet with difficulty, Lin Feng touched his right leg and whispered, "Man, I know your pain, and I also feel sorry for your pain. I also want to lie down **. But it doesn't work. You know we don't have much time!"

Without the tinging right leg, he came to the valley, and none of the three spectators in the past. Lily fell into a coma for some reason, while Xiaohui Xiaobai was still sleeping because she was too tired yesterday.

Lin Feng breathed some cold air in the autumn morning and gritted his teeth to do the usual warm-up exercise. After reluctantly warming up, Lin Feng's clothes were soaked, and the sun slowly showed a smiling face.

"How could you waste so long?" Lin Feng looked at the soft and warm smiling face of the sun, reached out to wipe off the sweat on his face, and then pulled out the broken sword in his right wrist.

Up, split down, cut, block, and prick.

It's still these five movements, but Lin Feng did an unprecedented effort. After struggling to practice 10,000 swords, the sun has quietly passed through the treetops and slowly climbed into the middle of the tree. And there is already a large pool of water around Lin Feng, which is faintly red.

Stopping breathlessly and breaking the sword, Lin Feng subconsciously looked at the branch where he used to sit. Looking at the empty and lonely branches, Lin Feng was stunned, and then tears slowly flowed down.

"Woo..." Lin Feng suddenly felt extremely wronged and sad.

"I'm afraid that Menger will never pay attention to me again in her life. Qingqian also left quietly, and now she doesn't even accompany me." Lin Feng looked up at the lonely branch in a daze and said with chokingly, "I'm so... lonely, I'm so... helpless!"

"The fourth grader who just entered the sword was beaten with nothing and quickly became a waste." Lin Feng looked at the broken sword in his hand in a daze: "Now it takes 50,000 swords to practice 10,000 swords as usual, and then I feel that I can't practice it anymore. How could it be like this? Why would it be like this? I still want to become the champion and win the fifth grade of [Ganlin Grass]!"

Feeling the ubiquitous soreness and fatigue all over his body, Lin Feng bit his lips fiercely. His teeth were deeply trapped in his pale and dry lips, tasting his bitter blood, and Lin Feng's pale hand grabbed the broken sword hard.

"Isn't it just 50,000 swords?" A trace of madness flashed on Lin Feng's face: "No Jianyuan, no audience, nothing!" I don't care. I don't believe that I can't finish practicing 50,000 swords today! I'm not convinced, I'm not willing!"

The broken sword jumped again and flew in the air with a lot of sweat mixed with blood.

There was a loud and terrible gasp echoing in the small valley, and a sweaty and blood-watering population chanted words, and his pale hands held the broken sword tightly and waved orderly.

125,000, 20,000,25,000, 30,000, 30,000.

The numbers are accumulating, and the sweat is gradually no longer flowing. A wisp of blood dances quietly in the air like the most beautiful and sad flower in the world.

Lin Feng's pale hands are full of blood, and the place where his right leg stands has long been red like a blooming rose.

I don't know when Lin Feng's eyes were closed. The tightly frowned eyebrows, bit the bloody lips fiercely, the listless eyebrows, and the powerless hair on his forehead all showed the teenager's fatigue and fatigue.

A thin sound like a mosquito slowly squeezed out of his teeth and floated over the empty valley.